Luyện nghe bài hát Clash of the Elder

I saw
of the nature
I saw the world with

I saw the
Scorching flames of
I saw the tide

I the wisdom
The nature of
I sought and my eye

I saw the
Granted the twisted
I the world to die

Ride, of war,
death to the

Swordsting and axe of
with us now
Swordsong will to call

"Wonders of my
We crave a bloodred
A thousand to them all"

of vengance
The world is a
A that bleeds and burns

I saw my
of creators
All for what greed thus

Ride, of war,
death to the

Weapons of
by dwarves
Clouds break the sky

Fall to knees now
Bow me now
Those who deny die

Spit in jar of wisdom
Those who alligiance
Brave or ready to die

was created
A scent of wits and
Storyteller of the

Ride, of war,
to the Vanir